Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-174.113.36.200-20141011071032/@comment-25524497-20150703060716

Wednesday October 15th

Holly rushes out of Darren's house in a huff. Her frustrations were at a boiling point. Far too many days had gone by without mediating. They were taking a toll. And of course, she surmised that being pregnant wasn't helping.

She had a very sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach. 'Why couldnt he have just turned her down like he did Jillian?'.

Tears welled up in her eyes. She did truly love him. It wouldnt hurt this much if she didn't. Yet she was very disappointed that someone that much older than her be so much younger emotionally. Perhaps thats the reasoning his family never took him seriously? Perhaps she felt she could help him grow into his own maturity? And maybe she's just plain dumb for thinking anything. She wished more than ever that her mother was still alive and near. She would have known exactly what to say to ease Holly's mind.

She found herself standing in the middle of campus unsure of where she wanted to go. All she knew was that she wanted so desperately to have someone comfort her. But there was no one she could think of that had the time or energy or even the understanding she needed. Let alone the trust she needed from anyone.

The more she thought about it the more absurd her situation sounded in her head. What was she thinking? After a moment it dawned on her why. With Darren she wasn't thinking. She threw herself at him with wild abandon. She assumed that since he was older he'd be far more mature and he'd keep her safe and protected. He means well, but time and time again things keep getting more entangled and she feels more unstable and ungrounded than she has in years. Holly hated this feeling. She never felt so unsure about everything in her entire life.